Two Benny's

Arthur Benjamin Harris the third, Benny was two years behind me in college. I took Physics II my freshman year and needed to take Physics I. Benny was my lab partner. We had to measure slopes and calculate friction in lab. I was a non-traditional student after six years in the Navy, I started college. Benny was a traditional 19-year-old, to my 26 years. I barely paid attention to him. He was about 5’ 9” and had blond curly hair. He was very preppy and always wore chinos and deck shoes. I swear he had oxford shirts in every pastel shade available. Not my type. He was fun to talk to and we enjoyed the labs. We were lucky since I had a job and could do our labs on our own. We talked and joked all semester while we performed our experiments. We never got into personal things and didn’t ever talk about sex.

Just before finals Benny had to do his PE final assessment. This required extensive measurement of your bmi and assessment of the mile run pushups and crunches. Benny had his assessment just before lunch and we had lab at lunch. He came into lab from an outside door straight from PE. In the 80’s gym shorts were very short. He came in in shorts and a wet string tank. What a difference from chinos and oxford shirts. He was very muscular and had a well-defined bulge in his shorts. He looked like a model from Olivia Newton John’s Physical video. The blond hair on his legs were matted against his muscles. I noticed the individual muscle strands and veins in his legs.

He came in hot and tired. I told him I had already set up the apparatus for our lab and would do the work if he would write down the numbers. He pulled up a tall lab chair and jumped up on the seat. When he sat down, his shirt pulled up exposing his tanned defined abs with his dark thick treasure trail running up from his waistband. He propped his elbow on the counter and placed the lab book beside himself. His bicep tensed as he wrote, and his arm-pit hair stuck out and was glistening with fresh sweat.

The best part of his sitting was the way his package showed in his miniscule shorts. I had to perform the lab functions and walk around. I was lucky we were in the lab alone. My bike shorts did nothing to hide the erection he was causing me to have. Luckily there was a bench I could hide behind mostly.

I was flabbergasted that this small preppy dude was a hunk underneath his clothes. We finished up the lab and Benny asked me if I wanted to have lunch. We never had lunch together we only did lab, but this was our last lab, so I said great. He told me to get in his 280-Z and he would drive. I had to fold myself up and figure how to get in, but eventually made it. He said he was going to run by the apartment and change. We got to his apartment, and he invited me in and said he would order pizza delivery. I said I would pay, and he said no, and placed a 20 on the table by the front door. He offered me a seat and a beer and headed into the bedroom after calling in the pizza. He didn’t shut the door when he went into the bedroom and was talking as he stripped and headed to the shower. Benny went to the shower nude and turned it on. I sat there half hard while he took his shower. He came out in a towel and was drying his hair with another one. He sat on the couch across from my chair and we discussed the class and how to write up the lab.

There was a knock on the door, and I went to get the pizza. Benny headed into the kitchen for more beers and napkins. As he sat back on the couch his towel fell off and was slightly draped over his crotch. We ate the pizza and drank the beer and as we were on our third beer, Benny asked me what kind of music I liked. I said anything, and he got up and put on Bonnie Tyler. He didn’t even attempt to get the towel as he started the music and returned to the couch. As we talked, he said aren’t you uncomfortable? I looked at him puzzled and he pointed to my crotch and said that dick of yours is straining those bike shorts. I looked down and my dick was snaked down my shorts and pressing out.

I said sorry, and he walked over and straddled my lap and said no problem. He kissed me as he undid my pants. He pulled my tight t-shirt up and off and reached his hand down into the darkness of my shorts. His hand grabbed the top of my shaft as we kissed. I felt his soft hands stroking my shaft as his tongue sought the depth of my mouth.

I shifted up so he could pull off my shorts, I never wear underwear. He gasped as my dick was released from the stretchy shorts. He said, you are uncut. I said yes.

He had never been with an uncut guy and was fascinated. My long uncut dick was being worshipped by a young preppy hunk. He slipped to the floor and was running my dick all over his face. He said he loved the feel of the skin sliding against his face. I felt his tongue probe under my foreskin as he lapped up the syrup oozing from my dick. He switched between my dick and balls as his tongue and mouth worshipped my manhood. He wasn’t jacking or sucking me off, he was lightly licking and pulling my balls into his mouth. I was enjoying the attention but was feeling the need to get off. He was bringing me up to a plateau and then moving on to another part of my body. When I thought I couldn’t take any more, he moved up to kiss me and I attempted to dry hump his hairy belly, to no avail.

I was in a state of arousal to the point that my whole body was a sex organ. His hands running down my body made me feel like shooting. He really knew how to play my body and keep me on the brink of orgasm. A few times I reached for his dick and really wanted to run my hands over his 8 pack. He kept shifting and moving so I didn’t have access to anything but his head. I played with his loose curls as he nodded up and down my shaft. He never really sucked me, so I couldn’t hold his head, he just licked and nibbled on my shaft and balls. He liked to chew on my nipples and neck too.

I thought I couldn’t take any more and he straddled me and slowly lowered his ass onto my dick. I thought I was going to blow when he started his downward motion. He stopped when the foreskin reached its limit and tried to enter his body. I told him to shift up and down to let the moisture from my dick lubricate the shaft. Instead, he just plopped down pulling my dick into his depth.

We sat there like that for a while as he kissed me, and our tongues probed each other’s mouths. I stood up and walked to his bedroom with Benny impaled on my throbbing dick. I sat down on his bed and it started swaying. Fucker had a waterbed. I rolled him over and stayed inside him as I started fucking. He told me to go slow. I slowly thrust into him and pulled out. His body reacting to my thrusts, but he didn’t want me to increase the pace. I ended up pulling nearly out and pushing in to the base, but it was slow. I felt his body tensing as my dick massaged his prostate and stretched his hole.

He ended up shooting his load without touching his dick. The contractions of his hole as he came finally brought me over the edge. I shoved in to the bottom and shot and shot. When I eventually pulled out, my load flowed out of his ass and onto the sheets. I flipped onto my back and pulled him on my chest. We kissed and he fell asleep on my body.